"Authorities? Which one? I''ll go find them," Juan demanded.


    In Seamar City, there wasn''t a soul Juan didn''t know or couldn''t influence.


    Pedro, already flustered from the recent events, felt a bead of sweat trickle down his temple.


    Ever since Debra had been imprisoned, his life had been a whirlwind of stress. He had just manage


    deal with Erica, and now Juan was here, demanding answers he couldn''t give.


    "Mr. Nichols, don''t worry," Pedro said, attempting to reassure him. "Ms. Frazier is very safe with us. There won''t be any mistakes. We''ll finish the process soon and release her."


    Juan cut him off sharply. "I''m asking who the authorities are."


    Pedro squirmed under Juan''s intense gaze, sweat pouring down his face. He stepped closer to Juan and lowered his voice to a whisper. "Mr. Nichols, you know the person. Mrs. Nichols has been bailed out, so please make things difficult for me." Debra had already left, yet people kept asking him. Being a police chief was not that easy.


    ""Is it Marion?"


    The only person Juan could think of who had that kind of influence was Marion. He just hadn''t expected Marion to be overseas yet still have such a strong hold over SCPD.


    *Juan Nichols, I can only reveal this much. Mrs. Nichols is not here."


    Juan stood up abruptly and left without a backward nce. Joe hurried after him.


    "Sir, could Pedro be lying? I''ve checked, and since Mrs. Nichols entered the police station, she hasn''t


    "Investigate thoroughly. I want to know her whereabouts."


    "Will do."


    "Make sure to check on Marion''s people. There should be clues."


    "Marion? Does that mean Mrs. Nichols is safe?"


    "I need to know where Marion has hidden her to ensure her safety."


    "Got it."


    As they conversed, a car zoomed past. A man in a ck suit emerged and strode into the building.


    A guard rushed into Pedro''s office. "Sir, someone else has arrived."


    "Who else is here for me? Pedro huffed in frustration. Tell them I''m busy."


    "It''s someone from the Odom family," the guard replied.


    Which Odom family?" Pedro asked.


    He hadn''t heard of any Odom family in Seamar City.


    "The Odom family from Booton," the guard rified.


    Pedro shot up from his seat, wondering why such an influential family came to find him.


    "Let them in," Pedro ordered, going out to meet the visitor.All rights ? N?velDrama.Org.


    A tall, broad-shouldered man, with a strikingly deep, almost mixed-race appearance, walked in. He was about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, exuding an air of authority and elegance. "You are?"


    "I''m here to find my fiancée."


    ""Your fiancée?"


    In the Potter Mansion, Debra tossed and turned in her sleep, her dreams taking her back to her past life. She floated above an operating table, looking down at her bloodied, lifeless body. A doctor was nervously dialing Juan''s number before his impatient voice came through.


    "What is it now?"


    "Mr. Nichols, your wife is dead."